Only half a length to go!
Koichi lowered his body and unleashed Mighty Arm.
He drove his arms forward hard!
What he needed now was to pull away from the other horses over these last few hundred meters.
His greatest threat was Tokyo Halo, the favorite.
After all, both of them had charged up from the rear.
Seeing that his number six horse had failed to block them, Hideaki Miyuki could only go to the whip and accelerate.
Now was the time to see how much grit they had!
Hrrph-!
Hrrph-!
On the track, Gentildonna's mane flew as she charged toward the front.
The Sunday Club's Racing Silks looked all the more striking.
With the help of Mighty Arm, Gentildonna was clearly moving faster than the horses beside her.
A few breaths later, the bay horse surged to the head of the field.
That was the beauty of a Final Kick.
Gentildonna had also responded very well when asked for a sudden burst of speed.
"Gentildonna breaks straight out of the pack!"
"Is Gentildonna about to claim her second consecutive victory here?!"
"Microcrystal on the inside has also begun to unleash that last burst of strength."
"But Gentildonna clearly still has plenty left after taking the lead. Can second-place Microcrystal catch her?"
On the inside, Yasuo Iwata could only whip as hard as he could when he saw Gentildonna surge ahead.
But there was a limit to how many times he could use the whip, and his horse simply could not reach Gentildonna's speed.
She raced toward the finish line, visibly pulling away.
There was still at least half a length between them!
Numbers six and eleven, also near the front of the field, were clearly beginning to run out of stamina.
Crack-
Crack-!
Seeing the finish line just ahead,